“You don’t have to be me
I will definitely ride you.
No one can drive you better than me.
I'll make it happen."

『Project V』 is the new work of Park Seo-ryeon, a novelist who is considered to be a leader in Korean literature, having won the Hankyoreh Literary Award, the Munhakdongne Young Writer Award, and the Yi Sang Literary Award for Excellence.
In this work, author Park Seo-ryeon takes on the challenge of a new subject matter: giant robots, set in South Korea in 2037.
As countries around the world jump into the war to develop giant robots rather than space probes, a national audition is being held in Korea to select the first pilot to board the first giant robot, V.
An exciting story unfolds as Woo-ram, a genius female robotics student, throws down her indomitable gauntlet in a testing center where only men can apply.
Will Woo-ram be able to overcome hardship and prejudice and become the main character of Project V?

The winning number 2 fell down hard.
I quickly sat up and looked under my feet to see a pile of things rolling around.
The serial number and condition were displayed on the chest monitor.
Serial number mismatch, gas poisoning.
Woo-ram went back up the collapse point he had used when coming down, carrying the dummy on the left shoulder of the second winner.
On the first floor, I found the window closest to the hole and broke it to get out, and the host shouted.
"The first rescuer has arrived! Number 42, Korean contestant Kim Woo-ram."
Good start.

--- pp.23~24

“It’s a whopping 25 meters tall.
“In fact, this robot is already on the verge of completion.”
Professor, you've spent the past year and six months there.
It was probably a project that had been secretly underway before, but you needed time to get your bearings.
Woo-ram, who realized the simple but extraordinary truth, looked at Professor Kim with a slight thrill.
“Who controls that robot?”
“I, Kim Woo-ram, am thinking of recommending you.”
--- pp.40~41

“It’s unnecessarily faithful to the original setting.”
Boram muttered, but Wooram heard nothing.
Male… … A healthy male… … A male of South Korean nationality who has no problem performing military service.
My eyes were riveted to the first sentence in the applicant qualifications section and I couldn't stop staring.
Boram, who noticed Wooram's agitation belatedly, added hurriedly.
“Ah, our Wooram… wasn’t a brother, but a sister.”

Woo-ram weakly closed the Internet window and stood up.
I went back to my room and lay down on the bed.
What is this? It was a feeling Woo-ram had never experienced before.
Because I have never once in my life had to give up something because of my gender.
Bathhouse? Women's bathhouse.
Bathroom? Women's bathroom.
Why would a girl want to go to engineering school? Because she wants to and can.
What kind of robot fighting club does a girl join? I tried it and I'm the best at it.
Even at WGMO, which I visited recently, there was no need to indicate gender.
Woo-ram, in a confused state of anger and helplessness, pondered what had gone wrong and where.
Until a few days ago, I had no doubt that it was my seat.
If I had to prove my skills, I would have had the determination and confidence to do so.
But suddenly, now I'm not even qualified to be a challenger?
--- p.55

No matter how much I thought about it, the conclusion was the same.
Woo-ram was prepared in his heart.
Unless something unexpected happens, we will win, and then we will have no choice but to reveal the whole truth.
Although he might have to give up his hard-won pilot position, Woo-ram's victory would be the only decisive proof that directly refutes the pathetic notion that only men can sit in the cockpit of a giant aircraft.
So even more so, it was meaningless if it wasn't a win.
There is no way other cases can exist anyway.

--- p.139

no way.
no way.
“That’s right, you are now going to see the actual V-plane.”
Woo-ram screamed, "Ewwww," and threw his fist into the air. A beat later, the other trainees burst out in laughter.
Woo-ram was neither embarrassed nor ashamed.
I'm finally seeing it with my own eyes.
(syncopation)
“The facility you are currently riding is actually a giant elevator that will be used when the V is dispatched to the ground.
As it was built with the premise of allowing a 25-meter-tall robot to ascend and descend, as you can see, more than 100 people can ride it at the same time… … .”
--- p.197

Woo-ram, who boarded the new capsule elevator and entered the V-plane cockpit, seemed to have finally found his seat, and entered the V-plane as if he was being sucked in.
The dark interior recognized Woo-ram's entry and brightly lit up.
Compared to the U-5M aircraft, which was so cramped that it was embarrassing to call it a cockpit because there was so little room, the V's cockpit, which was the width of a small room, felt like a palace.
The lights inside the cockpit were brightening quickly and slowly dimming in sync with Woo-ram's breathing, which gave him a sense of psychological stability.
Woo-ram, who was so overwhelmed by it that he forgot to speak for a moment, cleared his throat and spoke.
"hi.
My name is Kim Woo-ram.
“I am the pilot who will control you from now on.”
Then V replied:
hello.
My name is HUN.

--- pp.259~260